Volume 2: The Hidden Dragon Has Been Sleeping; A Roar Moves Thousands of Mountains
As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he takes action!
Huo Zhongheng has never looked down upon Mo Yi until now. He originally thought that Mo Yi's cultivation was at the level of a half-step swordsman at most, but to his surprise, the latter's strength was far beyond his imagination.
What "instant kill" means was clearly laid out in front of him just now.
No wonder people say they are all rubbish. Now it seems that this is not rubbish. What is it?
Facing Mo Yi, Huo Zhongheng only felt a terrifying sense of oppression coming towards his face. It was as if he was facing an unreachable mountain, and he couldn't see the horizon at a glance, and he felt a sense of awe.
Although Huo Zhongheng was very confident in his own strength, he was not arrogant. He knew everything about himself, but he said with some shame: "Sir, with all due respect, I may not be able to defeat these people!"
"There is a saying that good things come from human effort. If you don't try, how will you know that you can't beat me?" Mo Yi said as if teaching: "As sword cultivators, we must move forward courageously no matter what difficulties and obstacles we face. The only way is to overcome the impossible.
Only in this way can you go a long way. If you give up easily, then you are not worthy of being a swordsman."
"If you don't have confidence in yourself, then your sword will also turn into decay. How can you win the world with a blunt sword?"
"What is sword cultivation? The person who cultivates the sword completely depends on the word "sword". It doesn't matter if the sword is blunt, just polish it. We ourselves want to become a sharp sword. Wherever the sword's edge points, we can cut down all the enemies in the world.
Defeat the enemy and achieve the supreme swordsmanship. At any time, you must have the courage to conquer the world without me!!"
Just a few words, but there is truth in every sentence.
Huo Zhongheng seemed to have had an epiphany. Just as the saying goes, "Put away the clouds and see the blue sky," the shackles in his heart had begun to loosen at some point.
Then, he knelt down heavily towards Mo Yi in front of everyone, even kowtowed a few times, and said quite solemnly: "Young Master, I have no way to repay you for your great kindness. I can only kowtow to express my inner gratitude."
Love. Your teachings will always be remembered by Zhongheng!"
Mo Yi didn't say anything, but he could still bear these few ringings. Because when others feel confused, a few words from him can often last a lifetime. This is the experience of cultivation.
Concerning this, those so-called Taoist masters will never teach it to others, so he can speak it out so generously and share it with others!
This is also the reason why Lu Bumu respects him so much.
There is a saying that goes, "It is better to teach someone to fish than to give him a fish." It means: "Giving someone a fish can relieve his temporary hunger, but it cannot relieve his long-term hunger. If you want him to have fish to eat forever, it is better to teach him a fish."
The way he fishes, having fish to eat is the goal, and being able to fish is the means."
This is certainly true in terms of cultivation. Instead of groping on your own, it is better to learn from a good master. This way you can avoid going astray.
Although there are many people who practice alone in this world, they basically cannot go far because most of them make mistakes in their practice and end up going crazy and die.
It can only be said to be unimaginable how difficult it will be to carve out a world on your own. It requires not only talent, but also inexhaustible resources, plus chance and coincidence, all of which are indispensable.
In other words, unless a miracle happens, the road will be difficult to follow.
After all, most of the resources in the Sword Domain are monopolized by big forces, which is why so many people struggle to join big forces.
Talent is not everything, resources are the most important thing.
To join a force, as long as you have talent and resources, and if you can get the guidance of a famous teacher, it is not a dream to reach the sky in one step.
There is a saying that the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on oneself.
The meaning of this sentence is: the teacher will hand over knowledge and skills to his apprentices, which is just the first step. If the apprentice wants to learn well, he must work hard on his own.
Only by working hard and practicing more can you learn well and learn solidly. What the teacher teaches is only the basics or a method, which serves as a guide, or as a guide, but how much you can really learn and the extent of your practice will depend on it.
It depends on the student's ability to comprehend and how hard he works.
It’s just that in the process of cultivation, as a disciple, it is inevitable that he will feel confused and have bottlenecks. At this time, he needs a professional to help him solve his doubts.
Already.
This is exactly the role Mo Yi sometimes plays. Although he can impart experience to others, whether you can understand it all depends on your personal talent.
In addition, the environment a person lives in often has a huge impact on him. As the saying goes, "If you are close to red, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black." If you often come into contact with people who are cultivated and have deep thoughts, you will have a conscious mind.
Or unconsciously improve the depth of one's thoughts through imitation, subtle influence, etc.
The same is true for the relationship between a disciple and a master. The disciple is often assimilated by some of the master's thoughts, or learns some of the master's ways of dealing with problems. Over time, the thoughts of the disciple who follow the master will be raised to a higher level. This is when the master leads him in.
And often masters will produce some great disciples.
Vice versa, if you hang out with people with low cultivation levels all day long, you will still become unmotivated and it will be basically difficult to achieve anything, unless you have extreme cultivation talent and can learn without a teacher and become self-taught.
It's just that such people are often very few. There are hundreds of billions of people in the entire Sword Domain, but the number of people who can be called top geniuses in the true sense is only in the three digits.
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"Disperse!" At this moment, the few people who knew they were outnumbered ran away. I have to mention that their escape skills were really shocking. Their legs ran so fast that they looked like propellers, rolling on the ground.
There was a gust of dust.
Each of them is a person who cherishes his life very much. The money has not been spent yet, and the women have not had enough fun, but they do not want to lose their lives for the Ouyang family.
There may be a chance of survival if you escape, but there is only death if you don't escape.
Mo Yi had no intention of stopping them. He looked at Huo Zhongheng with a flat look and said meaningfully: "If you want to get closer, fighting is inevitable. Don't be afraid of fighting. You have to enjoy fighting. Only
Only by fighting can you break through the shackles and achieve the results you want."
"Go ahead and kill them!"
As his words fell, Huo Zhongheng's eyes turned cold, and his figure moved, as if he teleported, appearing directly at the front, and stepped down hard. The ground shook, and four cracks spread backwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.
stopped the four people who were running away.
Two people were caught off guard and fell into the mud. Finally, they screamed and fell into the crack.
Seeing this, the remaining two people also felt angry in their hearts. They were only afraid of Mo Yi, but not Huo Zhongheng. They looked at each other, showed their special skills, shouted, and killed Huo Zhongheng.
"Well done!" Huo Zhongheng looked up to the sky and roared, drew his long sword and rushed forward.
A murderous aura rushed to his face, the sounds of swords clashing one after another, and the sounds of fighting could be heard endlessly.
As time passed, Huo Zhongheng's body was covered with many colors, and his clothes were dyed red with blood, including his own and those of his enemies. Some of the wounds were so deep that even the bones were visible, but there was no trace of any pain on his face.
His eyes were filled with pain, and his eyes were extremely determined, as if he was looking forward to death.
He put all his strength into this fight and had no other thoughts in his mind. Even the safety of Han Anruo and his brother were completely forgotten by him. At this moment, there was only two words in his mind, and that was "fight"!
Huo Zhongheng's desperate tactics made the other party complain endlessly. In fact, the two of them secretly kept a hand ready for emergencies. After all, Mo Yi was still behind, so there was no guarantee that he would not come to the rescue.
Because of this, the two of them were so tied up that they couldn't let go at all. They could only be beaten passively, and they couldn't help but feel very aggrieved.
At this moment, someone accidentally exposed a flaw. Huo Zhongheng found the opportunity, raised his sword, and cut off the man's head.
"Third Brother!!" Upon seeing this, the remaining man exclaimed in fright. Because of his distraction, Huo Zhongheng seized the opportunity and drove his sword straight in, piercing the man's heart.
"Even if I die... *** don't even think about having a good life!!" The man vomited blood, looked hard, used his last strength, and slapped Huo Zhongheng's chest hard with his palm. He was already exhausted and unable to dodge.
The whole person was directly knocked away, a bloody arrow sprayed into the void, and the sword fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, announcing the end of the battle.
Huo Zhongheng won, but it was a miserable victory!
He was lying on the snow, looking like a dying old man, already dying.
He's awesome
There was a loud sound, and blood mixed with internal organs was constantly spurting out of his mouth. All the six internal organs in his body were severely traumatized. He struggled to get up from the ground, but unfortunately he didn't even have the strength to pick his nose now.
At this moment, he felt that his eyelids were fighting, and sleepiness was gradually coming over him. To be honest, he wanted to take a rest, but he knew in his heart that once he closed his eyes, he would really not be able to wake up.
"Go to hell!!" Suddenly, two shadows flew out of the crack, and the long swords slashed through the void, heading towards Huo Zhongheng with fierce murderous intent.
"I feel refreshed. Let fate decide whether I will live or die!" This hearty battle was enough for him.
Huo Zhongheng slowly closed his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and quietly waited for death to come.
At this moment, two sword lights struck with devastating force, directly cutting the two men down in the air, and narrowly saved Huo Zhongheng who was in danger.
Neither of them realized what was going on, they only knew that their consciousness was gradually falling into darkness.
"Good performance!" At some point, Mo Yi had appeared next to Huo Zhongheng, and he saw that he was still holding a black pill in his hand. He stuffed the pill into the latter's mouth, and then said: "Swallow it."